"What are you standing there for? Lead the way for me!"
"Yes, my lord, please follow me!"
As it was with the strongest, they had special rights. Even if leading the way was a dereliction of duty, no one would blame him.
In the city of Anqing Mansion, Feng Qing'an, leading the horse, walking on the streets with Black Mountain and Bai Yao, was still the focus of the crowd, even though the three of them had disguised and changed into ordinary appearances.
"Ah!"
Feng Qing'an glanced around helplessly and sighed. He didn't care about these mundane gazes. The key was that he could see towering figures vaguely appearing ahead and behind, or even in the shadowy corners of the streets he passed by.
They were the Ghosts and Gods of Anqing Mansion!
However, it shouldn't be as troublesome as in Jiangyang Prefecture. He happened to have a relationship with this City God of Anqing Mansion—they fought a dragon together, which should make things easier.
"Rent a house to live for a while!"
